Womanhood

We are the sun and air,

Resplendent in our birth right,

Gifts from the cosmos

With blossom and grit in our hair.

Life unfurls and shifts because of us

A parched leaf in summer,

Freshly watered,

Twisting, yearning, reaching

For the light.

If we have learnt anything

It’s that we are chaos incarnate.

Elemental like star dust

With the power to harness the bloom.

Uncontrollable,

Untameable,

No time spent or words said

(No matter how much they scald and burn)

Can take away our divinity or talent for rebirth,

The death – life cycle

Turns because of us.

The words you are reading

Inspired by us.

Leaders, creators, builders,

Protestors,

Delivered from us.

All of this,

Just from our very essence.

by Grace Radford